Imma be real on this one (Aye!)
Brring brring brring! (woah woah woah!)
Niggas out here rocking fake jewelry, huh? (Uh uh)
Wow. Cubans? Links lined with Zirconium and rhinestone? (Mhm)
These jewelers doing em dirty
Or maybe that's what they asked for
I don't know, but when it comes to mine
BITCH MY SHIT IS REAL!
WOO! YEAH!
Look at Mine VS. Yours!
You only wear your shit indoors
Cuz you know that shit ain't real!
WOO! YEAH!
Taking pictures just to flex
Til the paint drips down your neck
And you're lookin' hella baffled!
WOO! YEAH!
Don't care how long your chain traveled
Cuz that shit is just bedazzled
With Zirconium and Rhine!
WOO! YEAH!
I can't believe that you take time
To try to flex it just like mine
WHEN YOU KNOW THAT SHIT AINT
Fine enough, your VVS is- fake
Leaving green all over your- nape
Swear your drippin water like a lake
Looking like a chain that bootleggers make
Cuban link don't even link up
Prove it's real, hit the sink up
That's something that you couldn't think up
Taking shots Lil nigga, better drink up
Dancin', Diamonds on me dancin'
Yuh
Glancin', glisten and entrancin'
Yuh
Going ghost, Whippin' Danny Phantom
Yuh
I'm throwin cash, you're only throwin tantrums
Yuh
Spend it, get it back, my bitches throw it, get it back
Got me f*cked up like Ski Mask, do you mind stepping back?
If you don't, get your wig split, that's just how I feel
Swear your true, but your jewels false, but
BITCH MY SHIT IS REAL!
WOO! YEAH!
Look at Mine VS. Yours!
You only wear your shit indoors
Cuz you know that shit ain't real!
WOO! YEAH!
Taking pictures just to flex
Til the paint drips down your neck
And you're lookin' hella baffled!
WOO! YEAH!
Don't care how long your chain traveled
Cuz that shit is just bedazzled
With Zirconium and Rhine!
WOO! YEAH!
I can't believe that you take time
To try to flex it just like mine
WHEN YOU KNOW THAT SHIT AINT
Shine like it's real mmm
Fake to the feel
If I pawned it off, I wouldn't have enough to buy a meal
Being a jeweler is skill
More than enough to pay the bills
These online scamming niggas better stop fo' they get killed uh
As for street niggas, dope dealers, six figures uh
You'll get yo shit snatched, pull up on ya, six
In an all black coupe, see you running up the stoop
Let it rang, since you wanna bang, I'm throwing up Suwoo! Uh
Niggas be talking, but not with that action
My goons finna slide like a nigga lost traction
Pull up on your block with a sprinkler
Snipers aim from the roof just like the fiddler
You wanna go line for line like a Coke Addict
You're chained in the basement, I'm up in the attic
You're switching gears, but my .40 automatic
No Cig, and No Juul, want no smoke or no static
(Aye! Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!)
Mine VS. Yours (Cubans) [feat. Pugboi] Video (MV)
Enoch - Mine VS. Yours (Cubans) [feat. Pugboi] Lyrics
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Imma be real on this one (Aye!)
Brring brring brring! (woah woah woah!)
Niggas out here rocking fake jewelry, huh? (Uh uh)
Wow. Cubans? Links lined with Zirconium and rhinestone? (Mhm)
These jewelers doing em dirty
Or maybe that's what they asked for
I don't know, but when it comes to mine
BITCH MY SHIT IS REAL!
WOO! YEAH!
Look at Mine VS. Yours!
You only wear your shit indoors
Cuz you know that shit ain't real!
WOO! YEAH!
Taking pictures just to flex
Til the paint drips down your neck
And you're lookin' hella baffled!
WOO! YEAH!
Don't care how long your chain traveled
Cuz that shit is just bedazzled
With Zirconium and Rhine!
WOO! YEAH!
I can't believe that you take time
To try to flex it just like mine
WHEN YOU KNOW THAT SHIT AINT
Fine enough, your VVS is- fake
Leaving green all over your- nape
Swear your drippin water like a lake
Looking like a chain that bootleggers make
Cuban link don't even link up
Prove it's real, hit the sink up
That's something that you couldn't think up
Taking shots Lil nigga, better drink up
Dancin', Diamonds on me dancin'
Yuh
Glancin', glisten and entrancin'
Yuh
Going ghost, Whippin' Danny Phantom
Yuh
I'm throwin cash, you're only throwin tantrums
Yuh
Spend it, get it back, my bitches throw it, get it back
Got me f*cked up like Ski Mask, do you mind stepping back?
If you don't, get your wig split, that's just how I feel
Swear your true, but your jewels false, but
BITCH MY SHIT IS REAL!
WOO! YEAH!
Look at Mine VS. Yours!
You only wear your shit indoors
Cuz you know that shit ain't real!
WOO! YEAH!
Taking pictures just to flex
Til the paint drips down your neck
And you're lookin' hella baffled!
WOO! YEAH!
Don't care how long your chain traveled
Cuz that shit is just bedazzled
With Zirconium and Rhine!
WOO! YEAH!
I can't believe that you take time
To try to flex it just like mine
WHEN YOU KNOW THAT SHIT AINT
Shine like it's real mmm
Fake to the feel
If I pawned it off, I wouldn't have enough to buy a meal
Being a jeweler is skill
More than enough to pay the bills
These online scamming niggas better stop fo' they get killed uh
As for street niggas, dope dealers, six figures uh
You'll get yo shit snatched, pull up on ya, six
In an all black coupe, see you running up the stoop
Let it rang, since you wanna bang, I'm throwing up Suwoo! Uh
Niggas be talking, but not with that action
My goons finna slide like a nigga lost traction
Pull up on your block with a sprinkler
Snipers aim from the roof just like the fiddler
You wanna go line for line like a Coke Addict
You're chained in the basement, I'm up in the attic
You're switching gears, but my .40 automatic
No Cig, and No Juul, want no smoke or no static
(Aye! Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!)
Brring brring brring! (woah woah woah!)
Niggas out here rocking fake jewelry, huh? (Uh uh)
Wow. Cubans? Links lined with Zirconium and rhinestone? (Mhm)
These jewelers doing em dirty
Or maybe that's what they asked for
I don't know, but when it comes to mine
BITCH MY SHIT IS REAL!
WOO! YEAH!
Look at Mine VS. Yours!
You only wear your shit indoors
Cuz you know that shit ain't real!
WOO! YEAH!
Taking pictures just to flex
Til the paint drips down your neck
And you're lookin' hella baffled!
WOO! YEAH!
Don't care how long your chain traveled
Cuz that shit is just bedazzled
With Zirconium and Rhine!
WOO! YEAH!
I can't believe that you take time
To try to flex it just like mine
WHEN YOU KNOW THAT SHIT AINT
Fine enough, your VVS is- fake
Leaving green all over your- nape
Swear your drippin water like a lake
Looking like a chain that bootleggers make
Cuban link don't even link up
Prove it's real, hit the sink up
That's something that you couldn't think up
Taking shots Lil nigga, better drink up
Dancin', Diamonds on me dancin'
Yuh
Glancin', glisten and entrancin'
Yuh
Going ghost, Whippin' Danny Phantom
Yuh
I'm throwin cash, you're only throwin tantrums
Yuh
Spend it, get it back, my bitches throw it, get it back
Got me f*cked up like Ski Mask, do you mind stepping back?
If you don't, get your wig split, that's just how I feel
Swear your true, but your jewels false, but
BITCH MY SHIT IS REAL!
WOO! YEAH!
Look at Mine VS. Yours!
You only wear your shit indoors
Cuz you know that shit ain't real!
WOO! YEAH!
Taking pictures just to flex
Til the paint drips down your neck
And you're lookin' hella baffled!
WOO! YEAH!
Don't care how long your chain traveled
Cuz that shit is just bedazzled
With Zirconium and Rhine!
WOO! YEAH!
I can't believe that you take time
To try to flex it just like mine
WHEN YOU KNOW THAT SHIT AINT
Shine like it's real mmm
Fake to the feel
If I pawned it off, I wouldn't have enough to buy a meal
Being a jeweler is skill
More than enough to pay the bills
These online scamming niggas better stop fo' they get killed uh
As for street niggas, dope dealers, six figures uh
You'll get yo shit snatched, pull up on ya, six
In an all black coupe, see you running up the stoop
Let it rang, since you wanna bang, I'm throwing up Suwoo! Uh
Niggas be talking, but not with that action
My goons finna slide like a nigga lost traction
Pull up on your block with a sprinkler
Snipers aim from the roof just like the fiddler
You wanna go line for line like a Coke Addict
You're chained in the basement, I'm up in the attic
You're switching gears, but my .40 automatic
No Cig, and No Juul, want no smoke or no static
(Aye! Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!)
Writer: Enoch Morris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid